Edgar, 5 august 2012
The longest last strife
That shocks a sane life
Still crossed rain and fire
To get true desire
Edgar, 5 august 2012
Wise or otherwise
Can surmise this peaceful sight
Sunset or sunrise
Edgar, 5 august 2012
These petals are rough
Yet its axle is tender
For a hungry worm
Bob Gotti, 4 august 2012
Things which are set, do not evolve, this, my friend, is my resolve,
Holding fast to The Lord God, Who, reigns above this earthly sod,
Trusting in God’s Eternal Word, not just suggestions to be inferred,
But Truth from the mouth of The Lord, Truth that cannot be ignored.
From mortal man’s evolving thought, many deceptions are wrought,
Changing words, spoken by, The Eternal God, Who reigns on High,
High above this temporal earth, Whose Words are of Eternal Worth,
As they show disdain and reproof, for those who hold Eternal Truth.
Our ways aren’t progressive at all, with beliefs too narrow and small,
To accept post-modern thought, in embracing their changes sought,
Changes sought by the liberal mind, as they leave all morals behind,
God’s unchanging moral law, which causes liberals to falter and fall.
Falling because of darkened hearts, so from The Lord man departs,
Creating for men an amoral state, wanting all to progressively relate,
Changing ways that can’t change, for God above remains the same,
An unchanging God in all His ways, Who is defied in the latter days.
God’s Word, that does not change, to liberal minds may be strange,
But, His Word, that in stone was cast, throughout all eternity will last,
As man’s thoughts will fade away, God’s Words, shall eternally stay,
Being the only words of any stability, in a culture of amoral liberality.
(Copyright ©08/2012 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 4 august 2012
Are you clinging to this earth, or is your hope towards Heaven?
Have you experienced New Birth, or caught in religious leaven?
Is your hope in this world, or are you seated above with Christ?
In a time, to be soon unfurled, that begins an endless Paradise.
Is your affection on things above, or on temporal things below?
Is it our Lord that you think of, or the life you’ve come to know?
These questions, that Paul did ask, are questions we must face,
Being prepared for an eternal task, have we changed by Grace?
We’ve been changed for a reason, that is the purpose of Christ,
Transformed not for a season, but, transformed for Eternal Life,
We are to be heavenly minded, to point other people to Heaven,
But, some souls have been blinded, by Satan’s religious leaven.
Sidetracked from our mission, some have followed man’s ways,
Changing The Great Commission, in these darkened, latter days,
Some, even ignoring Calvary, influenced by man’s tainted views,
As they slipped into apostasy, and share not God’s Good News.
With our affections set on Christ, The Spirit transforms our mind,
Looking on, towards Eternal Life, we can leave this world behind,
Offering instead to each nation, God’s unmerited grace and love,
Sharing with men God’s salvation, as we focus on heaven above.
(Copyright ©07/2012 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 4 august 2012
Why can’t men with eyes see, the future ahead for you and me?
This country’s near future at hand, within an ever darkening land,
In a land that avoids all light, supporting evil and wrong as right,
Being swayed by leaders who lie, a given fact, you cannot deny.
Is this why many souls today, are being led down a darker way?
Being led by the spiritually blind, while leaving all morals behind,
Blindly being taken down a path, that leads to judgment’s wrath,
As they continue ignoring signs, following dark political designs.
Forgetting God, over this land, leaders now take a darker stand,
Defying The God, over this nation, ignoring His Holy Revelation,
Following ways of an amoral few, forgetting all most of us knew,
As they defy God ruling above, going to what they know little of.
Those following with unseeing eyes, will only see a total demise,
Of political plans and fabrication; hope and change, for a nation,
As with change darkness abounds, while hopelessness resounds,
While only darkness is wrought, by hope and change they sought.
Their eyes can see nothing friend, about Truth and upcoming end,
Of darkened leaders political bent, and Gods’ righteous judgment,
But friend every eye shall see, the coming of The Lord of Eternity,
Ending all of those political lies, while all leaders see their demise.
(Copyright ©07/2012 Bob Gotti)
Samantha, 4 august 2012
I can't cry in silence
I can't cry in crowds
Even when I'm dying
Not a tear in my eye sprouts
Maybe I am broken
Need to be repaired
because I lack emotion
Honestly nothings there
Apathetic smile's
Apathetic laughs
Maybe If I give it awhile
What's missing will come back
Wandering through life
Yes I do exist
I take up room, and act polite
but somewhere I just quit
At least when you have hope
You have a glimmer of light
I've never been this low
Not one tear in my eye
I might as well be dead
I might as well just go
I could only care less
At least that I really know
but if you see my love
Tell him that I tried
and when he starts to shrug
save him so he is not like I
H.D. Whatley, 4 august 2012
From the downtown streets of the Walled City
Over that shaky span across the Cooper
Through the village of old Mt. Pleasant
Over the Intracoastal Waterway to Sullivan's Island we drove.
Our final destination was the Isle of Palms.
To the Windjammer bar, is where we went.
Our mission was to party and jam with no qualms
In the process we all happened to get a little bent.
The band played 'Wipe Out' and the crowd went wild to the song.
We all put our beer cans on top of our heads
As the drummer played madly through the throng.
Obviously some of us forgot to take our meds.
As the night dragged on, I walked out to the beach.
There was a gaggle of gals lifting up their feet.
One was a blonde who was a real Georgia peach.
I was not all there so we were not able to actually meet.
© 2010 by H.D. Whatley
H.D. Whatley, 4 august 2012
It’s slightly cool but sunny for Christmas Day.
After lunch with mom, I decided to reach
Out and touch an old friend from far away.
I put the top down and drove to the beach.
Over the Lanier Bridge I traveled with fear
Then down through the marsh to Jekyll
Past the club where Morgan and Goodyear
Left behind the cold of the North and got pickled.
Past the ranch houses that littered the island
They all seemed kind of bland
To the beach where the Mennonite moms
Played with their children and held them by the hand.
As the sun began to set so it could go to bed
I closed up my top to head to my brother’s
Back to St. Simons so I could be fed
And not forget that today is about being with others.
© 2010 by H.D. Whatley
Xenita Joy Dublas, 4 august 2012
Got a chance to fall in love,
But never had the chance to be loved.
GOD knows how much we tried,
Just to be on each others side.
This love I feel for you from apart,
Is true and real from heart.
I'm happy cause I have you,
without thinking could this all be true
In this long distance love,
we never have to wonder
that some lovers didn't end-up together.
This distract our mind and heart,
from thinking what our loved ones doing from a far.
Doubt is our most enemy,
and never had the power to evade this reality.
In this love you can never fight,
But only to his words you can hold tight.
I may not have the assurance that you'll forever hold my hand,
But I'll never stop hoping that someday for me you'll stand.
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